To support you, I even brought my knife_3
"Call me when you get home," Chu Liangxia said, looking into her eyes, emphasizing each word.
"Okay."
Zizhuo gave a stiff nod.
"Bye."
"Bye."
Zizhuo resignedly said farewell.
After saying another word to Mu Yiqing, Chu Liangxia decisively left with her bag.
This was the last time she would create an opportunity for Zizhuo.
If Zizhuo continued to be like this, she figured she would never meddle in their affairs again.
...
Ling Xize really was waiting at the door.
Dressed in a suit, he stood near the entrance, his powerful aura on full display, his expression indifferent, and where his gaze fell, a murderous intent seemed to spread.
Everyone around him gave him a wide berth.
"Dad."
Approaching, Chu Liangxia called out sweetly.
"..."
Ling Xize, originally intending to be angry, felt his flames of anger subside considerably upon hearing that address.